Disrupting class can be a big or small matter.
After being reprimanded by Elder Zhao, Ye Qiao went to the library again. This was the tenth time in a month that she was punished to clean the library.
After she sat down, Ming Xuan smiled slowly and said, "The law of nature is clear, and retribution will come, Junior Sister."
As soon as the words fell.
“And you!”
"Ming Xuan!" Elder Zhao's angry voice rang out.
"If you can't even learn such a simple question, you two should go and clean the library after class."
Mingxuan's smile gradually disappeared: "?"
Ye Qiao originally had a sullen face, but now he smiled, "God will take his course, and no one will be spared, Senior Brother."
Come on, let’s hurt each other.
Mingxuan: "..."
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The books in the library are arranged in rows and divided into four layers. The first layer is the mental method, the second layer is the alchemy technique, the third layer is talismans, and the fourth layer is sword techniques. The whole layout is rotating, with a dark blue formation floating in the hollow, giving people a visual shock.
The steward sat on the chair and glanced at her, "Cleaning the floor again?"
The word '又' is very soulful.
Ever since attending Elder Zhao's mental method class, Ye Qiao had been sent to sweep the floor for more than ten days in a row and had acquired a wealth of experience in sweeping the floor.
However, Mingxuan had never done this kind of work before, and he didn't want to move. Ye Qiao swept the floor intermittently.
"Make way." She swept with the broom and spoke in an angry voice.
Mingxuan: "..."
He held his breath and silently moved his feet away.
"I am the only talisman practitioner among the Changming Sect's descendants." Mingxuan reiterated his identity: "And I am also your second senior brother."
Doesn't she know to respect her senior brother?
Ye Qiao leaned on the broom and clapped his hands intermittently when he saw this: "Oh. Great."
"That's amazing." The tone was perfunctory and lame.
Mingxuan felt that she was mocking him.
Neither of them wanted to sweep the floor at this moment, and both of them were thinking, "Why doesn't he/she sweep the floor?", so they just kept wasting time.
The steward snorted when he saw this, "You are not allowed to eat until you finish sweeping."
Ye Qiao opened his dead fish eyes: "..."
Time passed by minute by minute, and finally Mingxuan couldn't stand it anymore. He said, "I'm hungry."
After he said that, Ye Qiao was silent for a few seconds, and then he realized, "I'm hungry too."
Mingxuan cleared his throat, "How about we sweep faster?"
Ye Qiao: "Okay."
The two people who had been arguing fiercely before reached a consensus in an instant and started sweeping frantically with brooms.
Prepare to finish work early and go to the cafeteria to eat early.
The two of them stepped on the breeze and moved very quickly. Holding two brooms in each hand, they jumped up and down, and the dust was flying in an instant.
The steward who was reading a book coughed because of the dust that was raised. When he looked up, he saw that the man who was originally lazy was now holding two brooms, jumping up and down like a giant mantis with bared fangs and claws.
The corner of his mouth twitched violently.
These two mallets.
After sweeping the place perfunctorily, the two of them rushed straight to the cafeteria.
The steward, whose face was disheveled in the wind, dropped the book speechlessly and shouted to a deserted place, "Is this little girl the good seedling you mentioned?"
A good seedling? He thought she was the reincarnation of a starving ghost.
Duan Yu walked out from the darkness, obviously having seen everything the two had done just now. He touched his chin and said awkwardly, "She has a good memory."
Not very good.
He has a photographic memory.
Even though Mu Chongxi was born with sword skills, it took him more than ten days to practice the Stepping on the Wind mental method.
As a result, Ye Qiao mastered the technique in just three days.
Duan Yu then made a suggestion to Elder Zhao, thinking that it would be better to let her sweep the library more often and read more books, otherwise wouldn't such a talent be wasted?
But this girl just ran away after sweeping the books, and never thought of even looking at the books in the library.
The steward snorted, "If she really has a photographic memory, why are her performances so mediocre every time in the outer sect assessments?"
The assessment of sword practitioners is nothing more than their mastery and familiarity with the sword.
"If she really has a photographic memory, she should be able to recite the sword techniques by heart in two months. How come her grades are so bad?"
This is indeed a puzzling question.
Duan Yu stopped talking. Could it be that he really had made a mistake in his judgment?
Maybe the girl was able to learn to walk in the breeze in a short period of time just because she was lucky?
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